The Beauty of Agony and Pain

A poem about survival that i think speaks for its self.

Hatred and madness,
They go hand-in-hand.
Black clouds cover the horizon,
But when will eternity end?
When will the pain and suffering
Become part of my life
Like breathing and seeing,
Ending a lifelong quest of meaninglessness.
Aceaptance is only the begining
Of a world of higher understanding.

A veil of darkness washes the room
until one remains burning briliantly
As the morning sky's sun.